5616 1 Punch 1 Child

In the Qingyang Region, after nearly two thousand years of changes, the situation in the entire region has already changed.

In the original Qingyang Region, the armies of the two tribes were constantly fighting, and the wars, big and small, never stopped, but with the passage of time, such wars are hard to see.

This place has become a battlefield for the confrontation between the two powerhouses. The general human and Mo people have already withdrawn from this large area. In the confrontation of the strong, the weak are not qualified to participate.

Nowadays, those who dare to be active in this big area, the Mo people are at least lord-level powerhouses, and the human race also has many seventh-rank open heavens to come here to find excitement, so as to break through their own shackles.

Almost all the time, in every corner of this great domain, there are movements of two powerhouses fighting each other. The movements are so huge that they can often be transmitted for a long distance, and such a confrontation will not last too long. Time, often after one side has gained something, it will stop immediately, so as not to attract reinforcements from the other side.

The quiet void, like a sleeping beast, will suddenly wake up at some point and devour the two powerhouses who are active here.

A figure walked carelessly in the void. Although he was alone, he was calm. Such a dangerous battlefield seemed to him like his own back garden.

His spiritual sense carefully swept every inch of the void, as if he was looking for something, but he never found anything, which made his expression a little helpless.

I don't know when, three huge ink clouds floated in a triangle, seemingly coincidentally surrounding him in the middle.

The man didn't realize it, and was still looking around.

When he came to the center of the three groups of ink clouds, three figures suddenly appeared in the three groups of ink clouds. All of them had a strong aura, and they were all at the level of the black ink domain master.

Right in front of the Mo people's domain master with a single horn on his head looked ruthless, and when the power of ink surged, he slapped the human race with a fierce palm, and shouted even more: "Death!"

The figure of a slender female domain master in the back changed, approaching the human race at a very fast speed, sticking out one hand, accurately inserted into the enemy's back vest, fingertips? Fingernails are as sharp as sharp blades.

On the other side, the third domain lord also followed closely? His stature is not as burly as the first domain lord, and his speed is not as fast as the female domain lord? Can his arms shake? There is a huge void, and the power of the rich ink is like a hurricane above the nine heavens, and cracks appear in the cut space.

The joint strike of the three domain masters turned into a death vortex? Covering the figure.

Such a lore, no eighth-rank can resist.

The domain master who was attacking in front of him was already smiling? It seemed that he could foresee the fear of the other side.

I don't know where the eight-rank Human Race came out of? He dared to walk alone in this Qingyang Region? He was destined to pay the price for his ignorance.

However, what he saw made the domain owner startled.

That human race eight-pin who should have been full of fear and anxiety? He actually looked at him with a smile on his face? He was excited and eager to try, one hand became a palm and the other was clenched into a fist, and the squeezed fist crackled? !"

That expression? As if something great happened.

Something's not quite right...

However, it is difficult to cover the water, and the three domain masters have already formed a flanking attack. What is the right thing to do? Kill this human race eighth-rank first.

In an instant, the three domain masters rushed to the front of the eighth-rank human race, and the burly domain master punched out, and the violent power of ink surged.

In the next moment, his expression stiffened on his face, and his surprised expression was covered by a huge panic.

Just because the eighth-rank Human Race also threw a punch at him, seemingly weak and weak, it was this punch that easily shattered his attack, and he clearly saw that his fist disintegrated under the bombardment of the opponent. Come, Peiran Mo Yu's strength came, his arm exploded into powder, the violent fist swept up all the way, and bombarded his head fiercely.

As if a watermelon burst open, the burly domain master instantly became a headless corpse.

The eighth rank of the human race suddenly turned around again, and a pair of radiant eyes just happened to meet the female domain master who was attacked from behind.

Almost face to face with each other, the female domain master trembled. At this moment, she felt as if she was not facing an eighth-rank human race, but an ancient beast that had been imprisoned for countless years before being released. The terrifying murderous intention made her whole body cold, her heart sank, and the power of ink condensed on her fingertips in an instant.

The wrist suddenly tightened, and the enemy was tightly grasped.

There was a whisper in her ear that made her heart palpitate: "The second one!"

There was a sudden pain in the abdomen, followed by a violent force like a volcano, which erupted in her body. She only felt that her whole body was punched through, her spine was completely broken, and the violent force turned into an aftermath, impacting Her powerful body, with just one breath, turned her into a rain of blood, with no bones left.

It was not until the death of the two domain masters that the power of Mo, which was fiercely motivated by the third, enveloped the void. This was originally a powerful secret technique to create a combat environment for his companions, but now it became his life-saving straw.

The two domain masters, whose strength is not inferior to their own, were actually killed by an inexplicable guy with two punches. He dared to stay in place.

He pulled back in panic, but the surrounding space suddenly became distorted, which suddenly gave him the illusion that the space was stretched infinitely. No matter how he retreated, he couldn't leave the place.

In the tumbling power of ink, a figure rushed out brazenly, tore through the fog, wrapped in a violent momentum, and in the blink of an eye, he came closer, casually stretched out a hand, grabbed the head of the domain master, and looked relaxed and freehand. As if pinching a bug, he frowned and said, "Aren't you too weak?"

weak? When the only remaining domain owner heard this evaluation, it was difficult to understand the feeling in his heart.

Are they weak?

Since they are the domain masters, they are naturally not weak. The three of them joined forces. Although they are not invincible in this Qingyang domain, they are also difficult to find opponents. No matter how powerful they are, it is impossible to do anything to them. It was not until this moment that he understood that some people's power cannot be predicted by common sense.

It's not that they are weak, it's that the enemy is too strong.

But is there such a powerful human race in this world? Perhaps it was the blessing of the spirit before his death, and the domain master suddenly remembered a name that had disappeared for nearly two thousand years.

"You are……"

"Okay, you shut up!" Yang Kai didn't wait for him to finish his words, he squeezed his head with force, and the blood rained, but his body was clean.

Refreshed!

The 1,700-year-old closed-door practice has really not been in vain. The self today is much stronger than before the retreat.

But being able to kill the three domain masters so easily is also because these three are not congenital domain masters, but are promoted the day after tomorrow.

As early as in the battlefield of Mo, he knew that under normal circumstances, the strength of the domain master was slightly worse than that of the eighth-rank, mostly because the accumulation of the eighth-rank of the human race was more powerful.

He has killed a lot of innate domain lords, not to mention these acquired domain lords who have not been promoted for a long time.

With his current strength, it is really a punch for a child, just like when he was at the peak of the seventh rank, no Mo clan lord could block him.

If you really encounter those powerful innate domain masters, it should not be so easy, but because of his prestige, those innate domain masters do not dare to come to trouble easily, and only these acquired domain masters who have been promoted, as early as time In his polishing, he forgot the horror of being ruled by him.

Although the Qingyang Domain is vast and boundless, the aura of the three domain masters was suddenly annihilated, which also attracted the attention of many powerhouses.

One after another spiritual thoughts came from all directions, including the lords of the Mo clan, and the seventh and eighth rank of the human race. Over the years, the powerhouses of the two races have been constantly fighting on this battlefield. Although there have been losses to each other, there has never been a battle where the winner has been decided so quickly, and the three domain masters have fallen all at once.

Feeling the investigation of those breaths, Yang Kai did not reject it, and secretly sighed, these years of retreat, the two clan powerhouses have indeed increased a lot.

That’s all for the Mo people. With the help of Mo Nest’s cultivation, their strength will grow fast. As long as the resources are sufficient and the Mo Nest is sufficient, it is not surprising that more lords will be born.

However, it is somewhat unexpected that the human race can give birth to many seventh-rank and eight-rank in such a short period of time. Logically speaking, in less than two thousand years of accumulation, it is difficult for the human race to give birth to too many eight-rank, especially some rising stars. The accumulation is definitely not enough.

But in fact, the promotion speed of the rising stars of the human race is not slower than the veteran Kaitian realm, and some talented people are even promoted earlier than the veteran seventh-rank.

This may also be the favor of God.

Just as God will arrange him as a chess piece against the invasion of the Black Ink Clan, all the soldiers and soldiers of the human race who oppose the Black Ink Clan are obeying the will of God and are favored by God.

Such a person can be called the favored son of the heavens, often with constant opportunities and good fortune.

But usually there are not too many such people.

But now the Mo clan is eroding the three thousand worlds, and the human clan is trapped in more than a dozen large areas. It is when the overall strength is urgently needed. The efforts of the ninth-rank ancestors and the efforts of Yang Kai have created a relatively safe growth space for them. The providence in the underworld shortened their growth time.

God's will is unpredictable, but in fact, God's will is everywhere.

In a trance, Yang Kai seemed to think of something, and the expression in his eyes changed.

But soon, he was interrupted by one after another of panicked spiritual thoughts.

Most of the domain masters who were promoted the day after tomorrow did not know Yang Kai's prestige, but who did not know about the innate domain masters? In order to guard against Yang Kai, almost all the innate domain masters had obtained his image and remembered his appearance.

Seventeen hundred years have passed, and the powerhouses of the Mo people gradually got rid of the shadow that Yang Kai brought to them, and according to the information passed on by the Mo disciples, this guy should be able to practice in seclusion in the star realm.

No one would have thought that he would suddenly appear in the Qingyang Domain and announce his return by killing the three domain masters!

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